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My mind wanders and then I catch it Dark thoughts perpetuate I set them on fire, and for a moment They burn with fury. My mind ablaze in retrospect Until I scatter the ashes Leaving my heart cold again I’m tranquil but numb Like frozen from waiting too long A light far ahead glimmers Giving me hope once again This cycle won’t persist much longer … Continue reading RETROSPECT by Hunter T. [Poem]

Spirit Box by H.N. Meertens Sunk beneath the sea In the vaults of her dreams She owns a spirit box With a touch of her hand She can raise it back to land And release its locks She has heard of a place Where her trace will be erased With the morning dew O and she knows just what it takes O and she knows … Continue reading Spirit Box by H.N. Meertens [Poetry]

Refurbished by Ben Brizell The broken delusions, the fading past. Tanned girls in crop tops, pale girls with inverted crosses tattooed on their face. All wallowing on the delusion of the self. Cocaine tables on buses, throats slit on shop corners. The overarching reach of emptiness. just another bump or so they say. The melancholy hangs, deftly in the air; suicidal and words carved in … Continue reading Refurbished by Ben Brizell [Poetry]

A Poem by Jeff van Reen, The Netherlands When I look in the mirror the image feels so unalike As do the words muttered at me Echoes calling me a dyke When I see my reflection in other people’s eyes I see how they see me I’m not one of the guys My dysphoric paranoia is getting on my nerves I could never break the … Continue reading Jeff van Reen Shares Emotional Poem About Gender Dysphoria

Dear My Love: Laugh, my love but not unkindly for I know, you are a soul worthy of happiness At times, I sense, I hear, a sigh that you’re unwinding, Weaving the thoughts from within, time to move onwards! Swiss Army Heart: The Swiss of my Heart Knife through the Gut Sharp Tattooed on my timeless Tongue How tough, rough It out Wow Slow Down, … Continue reading A Collection of Short Poems & Haiku’s by Melissa T. Longo

The Pulse by John Bernabe Mendoza Ignalagin the love of one who is enchanted captivated and incarcerated of that wonderful feeling and I’m nowhere to go actually, I don’t want to go and I’ll never let go to prove what I’ve said is true look and see what’s inside my heart First… let me have the privilege to tell you something something about love love … Continue reading “The Pulse” by 18 Year Old Poet John Bernabe Mendoza Ignalagin